Each with His Own Interests, Eight Years Passed in a Flash!
Above the towering Dao Platform, the void howled incessantly, and the Profound Lightning Dao and Dao light shone brightly, with the Heavenly Wind and Profound Lightning constantly intertwining in the chaotic void.
A raging chaotic storm whipped the robes of the two ancient Dao Venerable into a fluttering motion.
Upon hearing what Heavenly Wind Dao Venerable said, Profound Lightning Beast Emperor sat before the blue stone table, his lowered eyelids trembling slightly, his withered fingers hovering over the table, not falling for a long time.
The words of the Heavenly Wind Dao Venerable were like an invisible, sharp ancient sword, directly piercing the deepest, most hidden, darkest corner of the heart of this frail old Beast Emperor.
Mandate of Heaven?
Clearing away all obstacles from the Profound Lightning Dao lineage and handing it over to a giant bear from another race?
"Oh..."
A desolate, hoarse, self-mocking laugh rolled from the throat of the Old Profound Lightning Beast Emperor. The two clusters of eerie, flickering blue flames in his eyes flickered uncertainly before finally fading into a deathly darkness.
He did not respond to his old friend's probing.
Royal family is royal family.
Having ruled the Eastern Lands' Dao of Lightning for hundreds of thousands of years, the arrogance and selfishness ingrained in his very bones could not be erased by a mere "for the greater good of the Beast Realm."
He was willing to give away the Nine Heavens Great Sun Divine Lightning Wood, to use Shi Jian's hand to confront the Night Beast Emperor at a crucial moment, and even to make a vague promise of protection. All of these were nothing more than putting a price tag on buying the ferocious war bear's life force.
But he couldn't bring himself to sever his own clan's bloodline ambitions, clear the way for a foreign clan that cultivated the orthodox Divine Firmament lineage, and watch the Profound Lightning lineage completely change hands.
He really can't do it; he's no longer Him.
He was once the Profound Lightning Dao Venerable, a supreme deity who governed the principles of Profound Lightning in the world, and a god who held sway over a region's Great Dao.
Now, with his lifespan nearing its end, his selfish desires have surpassed everything else.
Even if his clan is now reduced to a bunch of good-for-nothing, mediocre descendants, even if he has to take the risk of seizing the Dao of Darkness passage's position and finding a path of monstrous evil for his clan to survive, he still has to persevere.
He would never willingly give away this Imperial Heavenly Blade, stained with the blood and sweat of his ancestors, to someone else, let alone hand it over.
Heavenly Wind Dao Venerable, holding the now-cold Wind Essence Spirit Tea, took in his old friend's hesitant and ultimately resigned demeanor.
He shook his head and didn't ask any further questions.
As a fellow ancient royal family elder who held sway over the rise and fall of a clan, he understood all too well this deep-seated obsession; if he were in the other's shoes, and the Heavenly Wind lineage faced extinction, he would never have been so generous as to bestow the power of [Heavenly Wind] upon a prodigy from another race.
Heaven and earth are silent, the Daoist altar is deeply still.
The black mirror floating in front of the two slowly rotated, and thick death light and rolling blood rain roared silently within its surface.
Two powerful beings, who had existed for countless ages, sat atop the towering clouds of tribulation, silently watching the shattered realm that had utterly fallen into the abyss.
In the end, it all comes down to this: before one becomes Dao Embryo or Dao Ancestor, all beings in the world are subject to lifespan limitations, and regardless of race, selfishness exists within them.
Even the Dao Embryo and the Dao Ancestor were by no means solely focused on seeking the Dao.
His power was like that of a god, but his heart was ultimately difficult to conceal.
Seeking the Way is difficult, seeking the Way is difficult.
Longing for immortality, my heart remains uneasy.
To obtain divine power is a rare privilege, unattainable for countless generations.
All living beings under heaven, countless souls.
To be born a consumable resource, to die in peace is equally unbearable.
The chessboard of the world is under the rule of Heaven.
Time flows like water, silently rushing forward in the darkness.
The Lightless Dead Realm, knows no seasons, nor does it witness the cycle of the sun and moon.
Only the eternally blowing, bone-chilling wind howls mournfully across the Black Crystal Wasteland, day after day, without end.
In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.
Deep beneath the Spirit-Severing Mountain Range, in the depths of an underground cave.
The entire cave, which was originally dark and desolate, was now completely filled with an extremely vast purple-gold light.
In the center of the cave, the mysterious array flags were deeply embedded in the rock wall, and the runes engraved on the surface had long been soaked through a thick layer of golden-white thunderous liquid.
The hundred-zhang -Nine Heavens Great Sun Divine Lightning Wood that was suspended in mid-air had shrunk by more than half compared to eight years ago, and its charred outer bark had completely peeled off.
Inside, there was originally a flowing golden divine nectar, like magma.
Seven or eight out of ten have transformed into pure primordial lightning mist, continuously flowing into the white-robed figure sitting cross-legged below.
Shi Jian closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, his body completely still, like an ancient Buddha who had passed away in the depths of the Eternal Thunder Marsh.
After eight years of rigorous training, his body was no longer covered with any of the hideous scars from those years.
The flesh and bones, torn apart and charred by the Extreme Realm Night Beast Emperor, have been completely transformed and reborn under the pure Yang cleansing of this High Antiquity Thunderwood essence day and night.
The newly formed body gleamed with a warm, ancient, jade-like luster, its veins coiled like Flood Dragon, and deep within its bones, a Savage Wilderness and Barbarian Bone aura emanated.
"Crackling--"
A very faint tremor in the void suddenly exploded from Shi Jian's Dantian.
Four towering thunder platforms, like colossal mountains supporting the sky, floated above the vast sea of Law Power.
The [Purple Firmament Lightning] Dao Platform is as sharp as a giant sword that splits the heavens, while the [Purple Pivot Lightning] Dao Platform is as deep and solid as a towering mountain, ruling over the world.
[Righteous Yang Lightning] Daotai, the thunderous roar is as vast as the blazing sun in the mid-sky.
Surrounded by the three ancient Dao platforms, the fourth, profound Dao platform, its entire body radiating brilliant golden-white divine light, resonated with a Dao sound as powerful as a mountain roaring and a tsunami crashing!
The thunder of Radiant Yang, the rising sun, life goes on and on!
The [Radiant Yang Lightning] Dao Foundation, which had originally only outlined 40% of its phantom image, has now solidified to more than 50% after absorbing and refining all the pure Yang essence of this High Antiquity divine tree!
A vast and boundless surge of pure Yang energy, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, filled Shi Jian's limbs and bones.
The terrifying power generated by the flowing lightning energy even tore apart the spiritual energy of the earth veins within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, causing it to surge wildly and backward.
call.
A long, stale breath escaped from Shi Jian's lips, transforming into a blazing purple lightning bolt that pierced the void, carving several deep furrows, each a thousand feet deep, into the hard rock...
Shi Jian slowly opened his eyes.
As his pupils slightly opened and closed, the left eye manifested the Purple Firmament Divine Punishment, while the right eye shone with the Radiant Yang; the pure and vast Dao of Divine Firmament was merely a fleeting moment.
The entire Spirit-Severing Mountain Range, spanning tens of thousands of miles, caused the earth's crust to sink three inches!
"After eight years of secluded training and surviving a great calamity, he has finally achieved something."
Shi Jian raised his palm and slowly closed his five fingers.
Deep within his palm, a wisp of golden-white lightning, as thin as a hair yet dazzlingly pure, quietly flickered. The fourth Immortal Foundation, [Radiant Yang Lightning], had condensed to 50%, more than halfway complete.
Although it is still halfway to completely forge the Dao Platform and condense the complete Immortal Foundation, the benefits brought by this piece of Nine Heavens Great Sun Divine Lightning Wood far exceed expectations.
Not only did it completely remove the hidden injuries within his body, but it also used the miraculous effect of extreme yang transformation to forge his Barbarian Bone body to an unbelievably resilient level.
Even without using the Dao Artifact [Immortal-Slaying Spear], he can tear apart an ordinary Late Spirit Transformation giant demon with his Dharma Body and the rotating attacks of the Four Foundations of Divine Firmament!
Even though he has not yet achieved the Four-Foundation Perfection, he is not afraid of achieving the Four-Foundation Perfected Spirit Transformation.
Shi Jian stood up, flicked his robe, and with a backhand gesture, collected the remaining remnants of the Divine Lightning Wood, which were floating in the cave, as well as the top-grade Dark Beast Heart Core, into his personal secret realm.
Ninety-nine protective array flags then transformed into streams of light and fell into his sleeve.
Shi Jian raised his head, his gaze piercing through the thick, cold earth, but his expression shifted slightly as he realized something was amiss.
Shi Jian's expression hardened, somewhat surprised.
The energy of this place has actually changed!